a poem by Joshua Brown
I want to be happy and joyful and fun
With beautiful children who dance in the sun
A wife and a home that is grateful and warm
But darkness inside me keeps sounding alarm.
Terrible monsters and feelings of hate
Flash bangs and spiders and dark naked fate
Violence and anger, betrayal by self
Tripping and falling and shadows of stealth
I wish there was angels and kind loyal souls
I still think I'm both but I'm wrestling ghouls
Like old Daniel's prayer for the warrior engaged
A wild slayer of technoscripts humanly brave
Fuck the pretentious indiginant men
Who disrespect women by lying to them
Obscuring their truth just to pretend keep the peace
A boring existence only colored by disease.
The church left me stained by empty remorse
I lived True Believer. I held the True Course.
I fit into boxes that other men formed.
But fuck all your boxes, bring on the storm.
I'd rather see smiles on my two daughters faces
Then kill off myself to protect your dumb stasis.
Your impotent, insolent, abject, dread life
In twenty years I'll have nothing left but dark strife.
Freedom I want from deep propaganda
You chose sophistry. I chose to stand up.
The beauty I have is both true and deep
The best that you have is a church that’s asleep.
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